for a few drinks tonight but can't really be bothered. I'm being bombarded with "are you ok?" Texts off my friends and because I don't want to really talk to them I'm replying back with "I'm fine. Honest." Truth is I'm feeling really depressed and all I want to do is curl up in...

I dont want to be a burden. I wish i could do it myself. I know i cant do it myself, but i dont have anybody to tell... Exept my parents, but they never listen...
Sometimes i wish the world made me feel important and loved.
I feel ignored.

People always ask that
How are you?
If I answered truthfully I'd say:
Broken
Useless
Confused
Alone
Clueless
Betrayed
On the verge of tears
Depressed
Anxious
On the verge of a nervous breakdown
Like giving up
I'm just a burden
A bother to people
Never good enough
Lonely...

when really, I am as far from fine as humanly possible.
I guess I am so use to saying that I am fine, because it is so much easier to tell them that I am fine, than to tell them what is going on, and what is bothering. A Lot of times, I just don’t want to burden them with...

so long,
Us, too weak to be so strong
The earth, too right to be so wrong
This , my qualm , will break the dawn
Beneath the furnace lies a chill
Where bodies weaken, minds grow ill
Another place where all is still
Yet just a bottle filled with pills
One for happy...

I'm a single mom and work full time.. I have already given up one child for adoption and her name is Lydia. She is now 9 months old and living 4 states away from me.
Each day I get new photos of how she's doing and how much she's grown without me.
She seems like she's a happy...

problems. For the first time in my life, people are noticing my smile is fake and they are calling me out on it. It's so strange. Perhaps I never hid it well and the difference is these people actually care.

when asked how we are, even though we're not. Yet, when a friend who is obviously not "fine" says it to us, how many of us take the time to insist, to ask how are you really? How many of us care enough to tell that friend: "Come on, this is me you're talking to. What's wrong...

your face and it's only there to hide the pain you say your fine but your struggling to get by and when you shut the lights out and silence surrounds you that's when the tears come from your eyes everybody needs a hand to hold once in a while everyone needs a reassurance it will...

who asks is asking to be nice...to be friendly...they have their own aches and pains...problems...they don't need to hear someone else's aches and pains and problems. My way of thanking them is to simply say, "fine...how are you?"...or "fine...thanks for asking". I even say...

"I'm fine." I say it when I mean it; I say it when I mean the opposite.
Because, let's face it - when someone asks how I'm doing, it's not polite to say "Inside my head, a blood-curdling scream is drowning out my thoughts."
So instead, I say "I'm fine."

Arthur: [after Arthur's cut off both of the Black Knight's arms] Look, you stupid B@st@rd. You've got no arms left.
Black Knight: Yes I have.
King Arthur: *Look*!
Black Knight: 'TIS BUT A FLESH WOUND
A pin ***** in the heart.
just a tiny thing.
but enough to make me worry...

to someone, just know that I am here. I am new to this, but I love to help people. You can tell me anything you're comfortable with, or I you just want to vent, I'm here for you all. I want to be one of the people you call a friend. I don't really have many, but I can be one. I...

and cry for hours. I'm never fine, but I worry about other people too much to say anything else, and it's wearing me out, I'm getting tired and wanting to wake up less and less, and telling myself tomorrow will be better... Is getting harder and harder, because it feels like no...

The question "How are you?" is asked out of habit most of the time and I don't think most people really want to know how you are.
When I say it to people who I think might actually care it is usually because I don't want to trouble others with what is bothering me.
It could...

Arthur: [after Arthur's cut off both of the Black Knight's arms] Look, you stupid B@st@rd. You've got no arms left.
Black Knight: Yes I have.
King Arthur: *Look*!
Black Knight: 'TIS BUT A FLESH WOUND
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A pin ***** in the heart.
just a tiny thing...

I wield my "I'm fine" like a shield, protecting my heart and my sanity, keeping the pain locked away in some secret location I never visit. Those of you who have been strong for too long, who have held back too many tears, who have woken up with drenched pillows or waited for...

. I'm not fine tonight, but I keep saying i'll be fine tomorrow. I'm getting tired of fighting the sadness and sleepiness I have in my life. I just wish I could feel better. But for right now I just keep telling myself tomorrow is a new day and I'll be "fine"

head. I take small things to heart and pretend I'm fine with it. I am a self conscious person, so much it's sad. I am the kind of person to say something once and regret it for years. I don't remember the last time I had fun. I have no substantial relationships bar my family. I...